For the Real Heroes…
Our first step into the world,
With those cranky eyes that curled;
Mom said- “Take a look at what’s ahead of you…”
We all said –“ It looks a little scary too!”
Gathering up the courage,
Our little feet walked out of the free cage-
Holding up to what we will see,
Mom, will there ever be;-
Ever be someone for us,
Out there, when there’s a fuss…
Will there be a body beside us,
When we will be stuck in a ruckus?
Then we found teachers,
Who were there to be our role models…
You taught us how to start-
You helped in building up our heart.
You were there to support us from others…
Your greatness seems not so blurred.
You made school into our home,
We walk away from it on our own!
You worked backstage
For our production till this age…
We might forget to acknowledge it,
But your effort deserves it.
You all remind me of the weathers…
As they act as the bird’s feathers…
Feathers give us beauty from inside out-
Give us the freedom to fly out
And give us the courage to not let our confident out…
These are the real heroes,
The real mentors, the real zeroes…
The real zeroes that come after a number to increase its value to a lot higher indeed…
Indeed, to get us all to a place where we can look back at the end and say- “Teachers, you were the real seed sowers of knowledge that will grow forever as the impact will stay forever.”
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Standing by the corner…
Standing by the corner,
Just like I did before.
Gazing at the remorseful scenario,
Just like I did before.
Disappointed to believe my eyes,
As they tell me the vicious truth.
Disappointed to inhale the truth,
As they tell me about the dreadful today.
No harmony of peace,
No feel of unity.
No fragrance of love,
No vision of equality.
No sense of acceptance,
No voice of awareness.
No touch of comfort,
No hope of guidance.
Just the intense agony of war
leading to disarray.
Just the disgust of hatred
stepping forward to diversity.
Just the faith of rejection
believing in ignorance.
Just the force trauma
Causing obstruction.
Speaking of this, I realize…
“Aren't we the ones responsible?”
P-E-A-C-E!!!
“Aren’t we ones who forget what it stands for?”
U-N-I-T-Y!!!
“Aren’t we the ones who deleted this word from our dictionary?”
Still…
standing by the corner,
Just like I did before.
Gazing at the remorseful scenario,
Just like I did before.
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Life within a new school!
Just becoming a cranky baby
for going to a new school maybe!
Just a little upset-
“Would my choice end up being the best?”
The first step into a new school
is like a step towards a deep pool
a step towards a new atmosphere,
a step towards life’s biggest new fair!
Time passes by,
and so does the rest
then we’ll sit and think; -
“Yes! My choice was the best…”
Our first step into the world,
With those cranky eyes that curled;
Mom said- “Take a look at what’s ahead of you…”
We all said –“ It looks a little scary too!”
Gathering up the courage,
Our little feet walked out of the free cage-
Holding up to what we will see,
Mom, will there ever be;-
Ever be someone for us,
Out there, when there’s a fuss…
Will there be a body beside us,
When we will be stuck in a ruckus?
Then we found teachers,
Who were there to be our role models…
You taught us how to start-
You helped in building up our heart.
You were there to support us from others…
Your greatness seems not so blurred.
You made school into our home,
We walk away from it on our own!
You worked backstage
For our production till this age…
We might forget to acknowledge it,
But your effort deserves it.
You all remind me of the weathers…
As they act as the bird’s feathers…
Feathers give us beauty from inside out-
Give us the freedom to fly out
And give us the courage to not let our confident out…
These are the real heroes,
The real mentors, the real zeroes…
The real zeroes that come after a number to increase its value to a lot higher indeed…
Indeed, to get us all to a place where we can look back at the end and say- “Teachers, you were the real seed sowers of knowledge that will grow forever as the impact will stay forever.”
***********************************************************
Standing by the corner…
Standing by the corner,
Just like I did before.
Gazing at the remorseful scenario,
Just like I did before.
Disappointed to believe my eyes,
As they tell me the vicious truth.
Disappointed to inhale the truth,
As they tell me about the dreadful today.
No harmony of peace,
No feel of unity.
No fragrance of love,
No vision of equality.
No sense of acceptance,
No voice of awareness.
No touch of comfort,
No hope of guidance.
Just the intense agony of war
leading to disarray.
Just the disgust of hatred
stepping forward to diversity.
Just the faith of rejection
believing in ignorance.
Just the force trauma
Causing obstruction.
Speaking of this, I realize…
“Aren't we the ones responsible?”
P-E-A-C-E!!!
“Aren’t we ones who forget what it stands for?”
U-N-I-T-Y!!!
“Aren’t we the ones who deleted this word from our dictionary?”
Still…
standing by the corner,
Just like I did before.
Gazing at the remorseful scenario,
Just like I did before.
********************************************
Life within a new school!
Just becoming a cranky baby
for going to a new school maybe!
Just a little upset-
“Would my choice end up being the best?”
The first step into a new school
is like a step towards a deep pool
a step towards a new atmosphere,
a step towards life’s biggest new fair!
Time passes by,
and so does the rest
then we’ll sit and think; -
“Yes! My choice was the best…”
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